Marijuana Thon J-Love (Ft. Action Bronson, Hologram & Take-It)

[Verse 1: J-Love]

Ayo, light the flame throwers
Son, spark that missile
Kid the bud is official
Like a 4 Long pistol
Son, smell the aroma?
The clouds of Cheech and Chong
[?] bong then [?]
Bishop Magic Don Juan
Park my yacht in a pond
Eating chicken parmesan
Pumping TJ Swan
Rolling up bushes of pineapple kushes
The lungs get full
Then releases and pushes
Right out the system
To restart the cycle
Sonny caught Michael's
Trees were delightful
Orange haired chiba
Get my golden retriever
Roasting them logs like I stuck up a beaver
Mix piff with ether
Fuck embalming fluid
I ain't no angel dust smoker
Greenery shooter
AK-47, taking me to 7th Heaven
If you got them high grades
Now you're my brethren
I don't fuck with no reds
That's for broke niggas
Sour diesel, bubblegum haze
My pockets are bigger, nigga
I might smoke with a roll hand
Such a destroyer
Barbarian like Conan
Supreme fly nigga
I love to get high, nigga
I do what I want
I don't give a fuck nigga
What!